The end was nigh, the sky was blood red, everyone was fleeing to the underground areas of the desert city.

But all that did not phase Ar'dalla, who casually walked down the stairway to the underground storage room, Celestus in hand, if she was going to die then she was going to die eating some delicious cherry yoghurt. Her huge tail slithered across the stony path as the immense doughy mass of her rear jiggled up and down, once she reached the room she opened the nearest storage door to pull out a fresh pot of the pink stuff.

As she opened the lid she heard sounds a few steps away from her, walking towards the source of the noise she saw the chubby underspawn Argus, who had been spending some time gorging down the countless numbers of cherry yoghurt, she had eaten so much that her engorged stomach ripped open the fabric of her shirt.

"Why isn't it true? I thought the Celestus would make me into something other than myself, now my sister, my cousin, my brother, they're all going to die, along with the others. I failed, I failed all of them! I'm just better off being the one who just eats all day."

"Maybe you're right, maybe the dreams were wrong this time." Ar'dalla sat down, her immense ass cheeks covered the floor like two thick pancakes, she put the Celestus to the side as she stroked her burgundy hair. Argus continued to gorge herself as her growing stomach groaned from all the cherry yoghurt consumed.

"Y'know, while we're waiting out our demise here, there's a story I wanted to share with you. So people around here love this cherry yoghurt, best damn yoghurt in the land. I couldn't wrap my head around why it was so...tasty, I hadn't tasted anything that good since the Cult of Churn days!" Argus looked towards her and gave a meek smile, then sat down next to her.

"Heh, it is some pretty special stuff. Why is it so good?"

"That's what I was thinking at the time, so on one of my off days I headed down to where the stuff was being produced. Way down in the caves, where the water flows. I chatted a little bit to the guy who made the stuff, he never told any of you lot but for a daeman of my...figure he was really keen to tell me." Argus looked at the halfbreed's massive rear with one eye raised.

"I bet he was, so did ya find out what was in the stuff?"

"No, it was just ordinary cherry yoghurt, nothing special was added to it." Argus spluttered as she put the pot down in front of her, the answer was a surprising one to her.

"Really? So it's just plain old cherry yoghurt?"

"Yup, he told me that he didn't need to add to it, he believed it was special and so it was!"

Then it hit Argus like a brick onto a fresh chunk of meat, snatching the Celestus from Ar'dalla, she opened it once again. And it was there, still a reflective orange slab, but she looked past it and she saw herself. She gasped at the realisation as she kissed Ar'dalla on the cheek. The halfbreed's face turned a brilliant shade of red.

"Ar'dalla...I've been a idiot! It was there the whole time but I just didn't know!"

"Wait what?" Ar'dalla questioned as the chubby underspawn grabbed a few pots and shoved them all into her mouth, pots included. Argus felt something she had not felt before in her life, she knew who she was and she was Argus, and if Krazoa was going to break her she'd go down fighting for what she loved in her life. Not just food, but for her sister, her cousin, her boyfriend, her big brother and her kind.

"No time to explain to ya, I know what I must do now. Ar'dalla...fix up my shirt, it's time to finish this."

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Argus binges out in the pantry as Ar'dalla tells a tale, and Argus discovers the true secret behind the Celestus.

Heading towards the big finale now! I cannot wait, it's going to be some good stuff!